Four older men sitting at a table by the front door of Mi Ranchito could have been any coffee klatch of regulars at any cafe. But then owner Fernando Santafe handed an acoustic guitar to one of them, ...

— At first, there didn’t seem to be much out of the ordinary at Mi Ranchito. Two guys sat at the dimly-lit bar drinking bottles of Mexican beer. A shaft of sunlight from the window of a corner door ...